After seven years Bri bi ¥ Deas ish troops have been unable to defeat Malayan patriots. % a Ge The war in Malaya can be ended — eee British soldiers and police were killed in Mal- aya last year, and 158 were wounded. At the same time British troops ~ and police, according to official figures, killed 605 Malayans. None on either side need have died if the British government had not Wanted them to. A year ago the Malayan Liberation Army, called on the British government to negotiate an end of the war. But its call was ignored. Last month the Malayan Liber- ation Army made a new call for negotiations to end the war.. Referring to a proposal by cer- tain Malayan political parties that there should be an amnesty, the Liberation Army declared that “this is not a satisfactory proposition.” But it went on: — “However, to show our sin- eerity and end the war soon, we ere willing to make a conces- sion and take this proposition as a basis of negotiation with the British government.” It also announced its readiness to negotiate with those. legal Malayan parties that wished to end the war. British authorities in Malaya Geclared that they had-no doubt +hat this proposal came from the leaders of the Liberation Army. * Yet they rejected it, “By doing so they once again ~ By SHEILA LYND ‘WEARING “vampire suits” {bought on mail order from horror comics) under their clothes, three New York teenage youths recently became the ter- ror of bums in the parks at night. The boys, who considered them- selves Supermen, took whips with them (also bought through the comics) and went “bum-hunting.” When they found a sleeping “bum” they would burn his feet with cigarettes to waken him; then they would whip him, some-_ simes forcing terrified vagrants” to kneel and kiss their feet when the “punishment” was over. Finally the three murdered a Wegro, with the result that their horrible game came to light. ‘Their parents had had no idea of what their sons were up to. This was just one of the in- stances of the growing violence and sadism of juvenile crime in the U.S. given in’ London recent- By ARTHUR CLEGG took ‘on themselves all respon- sibility for the deaths of those, British or Malayan, who will ‘be killed if this war continues. That is a dreadful responsibil- ity for any politician or military nian to take on his hands. The British authorities in Ma- laya and the British Colonial Of- fice try to excuse themselves by claiming that this offer of the Liberation Army was a “sudden shift” in its policy~ They are wrong. The call for negotiations to end the war was first issued by the Malayan Lib- eration Army and Communist party in 1952. It was made again last year. It has now been made for the third time. C When the war was started by Britain in 1948, the Malayan trade unionists, democrats and Communist leaders had no choice but to defend themselves from arrest by British troops and arm- ed police sent to round them up fer demanding democratic rights and higher wages. In order to defend themselves and their people they have form- ed bn effective armed force, but their settled policy has been to end the war by negotiations which would enable the Malayan people to advance to national freedom. They make'no terms. There is Comic book vampires ly by Dr. Hilde L. Mosse, school psychiatrist for New York City Board of Education. Dr. Mosse said. that children “from all kinds..of homes and in all kinds of schools” are becom- ing increasingly violent in the US al ! She quoted one case of a five- year-old boy who was caught stamping on a baby he had taken from its pram; and of three teen- age boys in Brooklyn who. attack- ed a man whose whistling annoy- ed them, and stamped him to death, _ Stamping on people, she point- ed out, occurs constantly in U.S. crime comic, so “we have taught children for the last ten years in great detail how to do it.” Not only among delinquents, but among all children, she said, the “Superman idea’ was creat- ‘ng a greater tendency to react violently, to settle everything by hitting people over the head, which had produced new discip- line problems in school. aot a shadow of justification for the British Colonial Office claim that they are seeking through negotiations “to overthrow as early as possible whatever estab- lished government may be in power and to substitute for it a Communist regime.” : If the British government had any doubts on any points, it could always bring them up in the ne- gotiations. ; It is because the British gov- ernment, faced with an honest proposal, thrice repeated, dare not face such talks, that it is re- duced to such flimsy pretexts for rejection. | es] The British government also seeks to excuse its rejection with the claim that the Liberation Army is so “weakened in num- bers and spirit” that it has been forced to ‘make this new offer. That is nonsense! For seven years now the British Colonial Office has ‘been pretending that the defeat of the Malayan people and their army would be achiev- ed in the next few months. No one believes this any long- er. Last January, General Sir Geoffrey Bourne, British com- mander in Malaya, declared he’ would wipe out the Malayan Lib-, eration Army in six months if only the Malayan people stopped giving them food. Six months have come and gone, and now General Bourne has ‘been forced to appear in pub- lic in Kuala Lumpur to explain the lack of progress made by Brit- ish forces (which outnumber the Malayans by at least 20 to one) in the past year. Of course the war has been ostly to the Malayans as well as te the British troops and British- led police. ‘General Bourne says 462 Brit- ish troops and 1,282 police have been killed in Malaya in these reven years. He claims that 5, 598 Malayan Liberation fighters nave been killed in the same period. The Malayans, who love their country, are anxious to end that loss by sensible negotiations. But the British authorities, who care nothing for Malaya save what can be squeezed out of it, kick away such offers contemptuously. They have shown clearly once more that their aim is not peace in Malaya but domination of an- other nation, whatever it may cost either the British or the Malayan people. They were written for Paul Robeson Three poems of - Hiroshima | OLICE discovery of poems in the possession of Turkish naval cadets — poems sold openly in Istanbul bookshops—led in 1938 to the trial of the author and a 28-year jail sentence. The poems were written by Nazim Hikmet, son ef a high Turkish Foreign Office official, friend of the great Soviet poet Mayakovsky and himself Turkey’s greatest living poet. After 13 years of hunger strikes, selitary confinement and tuber- culosis, Hikmet was released in June 1951. World protests, led by French intellectuals, had gain- ed him his freedom. The Turkish .secret police threatened to murder him by running him down with a car if he stepped outside his home, but he got away. He received agtumultuous wel- come when he turned up at the Berlin meeting of the World Council of Peace in the summer of 1952. Last month he attended the World Peace Assembly at Hel- sinki, These are his three latest ‘poems, written specially for Paul Robeson, the great U.S. singer who will be heard at the Peace Arch on the international border this Sunday, July 24. The Little Dead Girl ‘Tis 1 here knoéking at your door, At every heart, at every head, Don’t be scared if you don’t see me, -No one can see a child who's dead. Ten years ago | was alive, At Hiroshima my life sped, A little girl just six that day, I'll never grow up now I’m dead. First burning fire caught up my hair, Then both my eyes, and my hands next, My bodys now a heap of ash, Cinders and ash, with cold wind mixed. 1 ask of you no gift for me, You cannot hug me to your heart, A child burned like a paper scrap, Can’t laught or taste a sugar _ sweet. i‘m_ knocking, knocking: at your door, Your name as gift is all | ask, Sign so that children shan’t be : slain, Sign so they still may taste and laugh. . | The Japanese Fisherman The Japanese fisherman slain by a cloud Was yet but a youth as he sailed in its lee. | heard -this song sung by his friends, not loud, As the yellow light went on the Pacific sea. We fished a fish, who eats it dies, Who. touches my hand, of that he dies, This, our boat, is a coffin cold, psa ies on board, in boarding ies, PACIFIC TRIBUNE — JULY 22, 1955 — We fished the fish whose eatef dies, ane Not all at once, but bit by bit, His flesh goes black, breaks sores and rots . We fished a fish, who eats it dies Who touches my hand, of that, he dies, This hand that served me one so well, are Bathed in salt and sound with the sun. tas Who touches my hand, of that ~ he dies, ee Not all at once, but bit by bit, His flesh goes black, breaks sof? and rots . ee Who touches my hand, ° he dies. f that T 2 Forget me, love with the almon a eyes; aoe This, our boat, is a coffin cold, Who steps on board, in boarding: dies... . oe A, The cloud has passed and wt our doom. ie Forget me, love with the almond eyes; a ae My rose, you must not kiss lips, ee Death would wander from aul you, : Forget me, love with the almond eyes. ‘ ; This, our boat, is a coffin cold. Forget me, love with the almo eyes; pe The child that you might hav?“ me, ‘ . - Would rot within, a rotted 69% This, our boat, is a coffin cold. The sea we sail is a dead 5° Oh, ‘mankind, where are ee where are you? Don’t Let the Cloud Kill Humankind : us It was our mothers who made 3 into men, ‘ The bright sunshine that helpe us move ahead. ye Isn't it your mothers wh? ie ‘your life to you? w of Gentlemen, have pity TO" "every mother— . ghannalta Don’t let the cloud kill homer kind. ie ; § A little boy of six runs and se with joy, é over she n and His kite dances clea tall tree-tops. Did not you, too, one day 'Y dance just so? ery Gentlemen, have pity 0” 74 little child— in Don‘t let the cloud kill home kind. The young bride combs before the glass — She is waiting to see In one come. Once. upon a time did wait one for you? Gentlemen, have pity °” Aa waiting bride— an Don’t let the cloud -kill hue ar kind. ever In old age a man should "7 have to think mest Of anything but life’s W memories. Her halt it some not HUF ‘ ever! ibs matt : Don’t let the cloud Kill AY : kind. ‘ pace !